Lars and Sadie

Chapter Eleven

Sadie's POV

I lay on my stomach, laying my chin on my pillow. My phone rings as I patiently wait for Ronaldo to pick up.

Come on, Ronaldo...pick up!

After the third ring, he picks up. "Hello?"
"Ronaldo!" I say, excitedly, "Oh my GOD I have to tell you about last night with Lars." I hear him shuffle in the background.
"Go on," He says, although he sounds skeptical.
"So, we decided to go for a night swim at the beach," I find my feet swaying and slightly kicking with excitement. "And, oh my God, Lars took off his shirt...and his tattoos! I didn't know tattoos made me feel that way, but god he looks so good with them." I giggle, feeling myself getting flustered. "We swam and just enjoyed each others presence...then you won't believe what happened!

"What happened," He says, not really in to what I'm telling him. But I continue anyway,
"I kissed him!" I squeal, "ME! I kissed him!" I laugh to myself, so surprised I took that step. "It got so heated..." I bite the inside of my cheek, getting flashbacks. "We almost did it on the beach. But this guy caught us, and we had to stop before anything got started," I roll over to my back, "But if he didn't...phew." I pause, waiting for Ronaldo to speak, but he's silent. "Ronaldo?"
"Yeah?"
"Aren't you going to say something."
"...Do you want my honest opinion?" I sit up, not expecting him to not be happy for me.

"I don't think you two perusing this is a good idea,"
"What?" I say, feeling confused. "But didn't YOU tell me to do this in the first place?"
"I mean, yeah, but I only said to tell him how you felt, not fuck him." My eyebrows furrow in shock.
"What is going on with you?" I get up from my bed, "I thought you wanted me to be happy again!"
"I did, but I just...don't trust him."
"What are you talking about," My hand goes to my forehead, as I begin to feel more and more confused.
"Look, Jenny told me some things about Lars and as your friend...I don't think being with him again is a good idea anymore."

What does Jenny have to do with any of this?

 "You're confusing the hell out of me, Ronaldo. I...I just don't know how to process any of this." I turn and check the time, and realize it's almost dinner time. "Look, I gotta go. Bye." Before he can say anything else, I hang up on him. I toss my phone on my bed, not wanting to read any texts he could send my way. Then, I begin to walk up my stairs.

What has gotten in to Ronaldo? 

And what does Jenny know about Lars that I don't know?

Once I make it up the stairs, I open the door and instantly hear my mom rumbling in the kitchen. "What's cooking, mom?" I ask, and shut the door behind me.
"I'm just cooking some Mac n Cheese tonight." Walking to the kitchen, I see my mom trying to reach for the milk in the fridge, but I reach in beside her.
"I got it, ma." She smiles softly.
"Thank you." She starts to prepare the stove for the noodles, filling the pot with water. With my free hand I grab the mac n cheese box. "So...did you enjoy your night with Lars?" I pause, trying not to get flustered.
"Yeah, I really did." I go beside my mom, and place all the ingredients in to the pot. Then, I hand her the big spoon, and she begins to stir. When I finally start to think the topic has moved on, my mom then says,

"You know, kiddo, I'm glad I put you on birth control-" I feel my heart fall out of my chest. My face flushes, feeling so embarrassed.

Oh my God, she heard my conversation with Ronaldo!

"Mom!" I say, not being able to hide my shame.
"What? I'm being honest! It's 99 percent effective!" I groan loudly, running to the couch for cover. I fall face first on to it, hiding my face in a pillow. "Don't be embarrassed sweetie! Sex is perfectly normal!" I scream in to the pillow, and it gets muffled.